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41 " I was brave but not that brave. "
― Laurelin Paige , First Touch (First and Last, #1)
42 " You want this because you’re a slut.” And, “You’re dirty.” And, “Such a filthy girl who wants to be fucked like she’s a nasty whore. "
43 " No, no. I’m not here to sleep. I’m here to be yours.” I needed him right now. Needed him to take control like I knew he would so I could let go completely. So I could escape. So I could forget, if even for a moment. "
44 " Considering how much I was beginning to fear the truth, maybe it was best to avoid it. "
45 " In my experience, men were only remorseful when they thought they might lose something. "
46 " I’m the perverted sick asshole who likes to say this shit to you,” he said, his voice raw and rough. “Who likes to fuck you like this. What does that mean about me? "
47 " I need that from you. I need you to be that way with me. "
48 " You really do belong to me, don’t you?” I nodded. “Yes. I really do. "
49 " Maybe that just means you’re made for me. "
50 " But his quiet intensity gave him away. I saw the effort it took. Saw the desire cloud his features. Saw his eyes sweep along my skin. I stopped wondering what this was and started wondering what it could be. "
51 " The things he did to my body were beyond fantastic. Beyond what I’d ever known my body could do or feel. And this thing he was doing to my heart? I shouldn’t want it. Shouldn’t acknowledge it. "
52 " Those men, my peers, they were a sea of beautiful— calm and serene. Reeve was the ocean, dark and commanding and turbulent. They moved in gentle waves. Reeve stood still and set the world crashing around him. "
53 " I was needy and on fire, ready to say anything to get him where I wanted him, even the truth. "
54 " And with those words he turned enough into more. "
55 " One more and one more and one more, I thought. Always another one more. I’d take them all. I’d take even more. "
56 " What do you want?” There was no need to think before I answered. “Whatever you let me have of you.” “What if it’s everything?” “Then I’ll take everything. "
57 " Our voices were whispers, as if these kinds of words were easier to say quietly, in hushed tones so that we had to really listen to hear them. And I had heard him. "
58 " Have you ever been in love? "
59 " He looked at me the entire time he moved inside my body. Looked at me with an intensity that didn’t falter. Looked at me as though I were of value. A man had never looked at me like that while he was fucking me the way I liked to be fucked. I liked it rough and dirty. I liked to be debased and humiliated and commanded. Liked to be manhandled like a doll with no apology for how the sharp wood edge of the desk dug into my back or how the unbridled thrusts of his cock felt like they were ripping me apart. How could someone do those things to me and still gaze at me with appreciation? With something akin to affection? "
60 " I needed to be inside you. I wanted you beneath me and next to me and with me. "